Want.

A warm mug of hot chocolate.
Wisps of sweetness.
Swirls of delight.
Liquid smiles.

The wrap up of a week of woe.
The end to a most troubling day.

I sip slowly.
Savoring the boiling anger.
Relishing the fiery comfort.

The last of the great innocents.

Author's Note

I'm trying.

Reviews

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'I sip slowly.
Savoring the boiling anger.
Relishing the fiery comfort."
...love the imagery in this poem...
"The last of the great innocents.'
...i love this poem...

J:)

[Katseye]

Very nice.